Relief

I remember the relief When calm leaked into me After the little blue pill Hit my bloodstream And I breathed Whispers of peace It was this peaceful feeling I craved the way a obese Woman craves chocolate and Chicken with hungry eyes That linger on the desire With hope that flows through Crimson veins, wistfully This was before I knew Xanax could be lethal And besides this they were Always addictive and dark Like the shadows that fell Against the stardust skies After a summer rainfall It took me longer to let them go Those friends from a prescription Than it did to learn to love them With a breathless color of hope A thought that told me I’d finally Discovered nirvana in a bottle As it erased my fear and worry Now I know only God holds any real Comfort and peace – any real relief!